Scary Stories

It was a dark stormy night, and the rain beat on a tin roof A dark stormy night and the rain beat on a tin roof We were telling scary stories And the haint was on the loose It was cold outside, we moved closer to the fire The wind was howling outside, we moved closer to the fire And I heard somebody whisper "Gonna be a real scary night" There was one about the "The Monkey's Paw" And "Rawhead-and-Bloody-Bones" Then someone had the nerve to tell About the old hag in the swamp Oh, a dark stormy night and the rain beat on a tin roof We were telling scary stories And the haint was on the loose And they came scratching at the door And they tapping on the window pane Scratching on the door and tapping on the window pane And I heard somebody whisper "please don't tell that one again" Ahhh, yeah